[ Paul slams down the breaks, and the tires screeching in protest, cutting loudly through the quiet night. He swerves the car into place, burning rubber, smooth and controlled and tight, just like he does on film.
He parallel parks perfectly at front of the station, voice still very, very calm. He's angry.
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Date: 2023-08-29 11:25 pm (UTC)He parallel parks perfectly at front of the station, voice still very, very calm. He's angry.
He needs to see Loki. ]
Get in.
[ Paul hangs up. ]